All I want for Christmas: Volume 2

There was a time, many eons ago, when I worked a Dallas DVD release party press junket at Southfork Ranch. Lucy wore my burnt orange poncho on Entertainment Tonight because her own poncho looked wrinkled on camera. JR handed out money to “all the pretty girls,” and I did everything under the sun to control my googly eyes when Bobby entered the room.

Santa, all I want for Christmas is for this coming attraction clip to be half as good as the original. I promise to give it at least six episodes before throwing my remote across the living room and writing a strongly worded memo to Hollywood producers to PLEASE stop trying to make glorious TV and movies from the ’80s relevant again.